If he was going to keep passing out and jumping back to the beach, Griff decided he might as well start out there. It was his typical afternoon routine anyway and he had hopes that getting through some drills might keep him awake ( Read more... )

He woke up, heart pounding. His hands grasped at clumps of sand and he stared around, eyes wide with desperation to see light and know where he was.

Griff figured he'd fallen asleep reading. But it had been years since he'd dreamed of that night vividly enough to teleport in his sleep...all that pooling blood and screaming ( Read more... )

The first thing he notice was his jacket, the missing one, laying on his chair like it had always been there ( Read more... )

It was almost sad that there were no tigers in Thailand. Sadder still that they'd purchased and brought butterfly nets all that way only to discover they had the wrong 'T' country in Asia.

...not that Claudia's heels were going to be all that effective should they discover a tiger.

But it was an adventure and sometimes those were just ( Read more... )

Wandering around the island was not likely a typical date, but it was what they were doing ( Read more... )

"This beach would look great on me."

"Hmm? Griff had no idea how something that lived in a bag could be so chatty all the time. There he was, trying to focus on his karate and she just wouldn't stop trying to converse with him. The weekend didn't seem to have an end in sight.

"You know what? You should draw me doing things for once! It would ( Read more... )

When they'd arrived at his regular spot along the coast, Griff stopped and pulled off his shoes to wriggle his toes in the sun-heated sand. He hoped the temporary distraction would keep him from looking too nervous ( Read more... )

After stopping in and saying goodbye to Brooke, Griff went across the hall to his own room and dumped his bag on his bed ( Read more... )

( The Jumper )

After the oddness of the weekend and the holiday and all, Griff decided he needed to get out of the dorms. Of course, getting out meant going places and going places meant he might need his jacket.

His jacket that was still lost.

He knew it had to be around the room somewhere. Had to. So Griff focused on digging deep in his closet, finding ( Read more... )